”She didn’t remark to that, as I thought she might.She gave me her instructions, helping to clear the way for me to move the bed. Moving the bed, ...ade it necessary to move the dressers. Less than ninety minutes later it was all done.“Thank you, Big Hunk!” she said, having put on a cropped top, exposing her midriff and some short pants.I said, “I can’t think of a prettier girl to help.”“You keep saying I’m prettier then when you left. Exactly, how am I prettier?”“Well, you seem slimmer and your. “We’ve been talking, but I can’t convince her she shouldn’t be embarrassed.”“Daddy told me what happened,” said Emma. “Are you okay?”“I’m fine. How about you?”“I slept like a log,” said Emma.“I mean how are you with the fact that my mother got horny for your father last night?”“I get that completely,” said Emma. “He makes me horny all the time.”“I’m not sure I get that,” said Bob.“Oh come on, Daddy,” groaned Emma.“No, not you. I understand that perfectly. I just don’t get how seeing me boffing. Also, she couldn't blow this. Shemight not get another chance. "I said over here", said the woman pointing to a spot about 5feet in front of her. The order woke Debbie from her daze and she looked towards the woman inthe white robe. The woman's voice was calm and assured in its tone, almosthypnotic. The urgency in her voice told Debbie she expected to be obeyed withoutquestion. Without consciously thinking it over, Debbie's feet began to moveas she had been ordered. Debbie had no idea what. ***I glanced up from my chore, in time to see Mr. Kline approaching with acold Pepsi for me."Yard looks great, Kendra!" Thanks," I replied, taking the ice cold can from his hand. I eyed himfor a moment and slowly opened the can. "Uh...Mr. Kline?" Sure, Kendra, what's up?" He smiled and folded his arms across his broadchest."When I told you...my name awhile ago. I didn't think you would startusing it...like that," I stammered with embarrassment."You don't like using your Christian name?" He.